In life, the stage that is most easily influenced by classmates is adolescence. Moreover, students have various personalities worth learning: some students always have laughter in class, although their homework is not very good; Some students can seize the teacher's mistakes, argue with reason, and fight for the students; Some students insisted on his interest. No matter the frustration is higher than the mountain or deeper than the sea, he can stand up and move forward optimistically towards the sunny place! Although I can't fully learn all their advantages, as long as I learn a little, it will be of great help to face big and small things in life.
There are still many advantages that students can learn: they are enthusiastic about helping others but don't ask for anything in return, and they are humble and give in, just as Confucius said: "When three people walk together, they must learn from each other's strengths, choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones and follow them." Indeed, some people can be their own teachers, and some people can be vigilant. Just like all kinds of creatures, they all have their own advantages and disadvantages and what they should do. As long as one creature disappears, the ecology will be out of balance.
Although everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages, you don't have to envy others' advantages or laugh at others' shortcomings. Just learn from others' good and improve your own bad. I believe that everyone will continue to advance on the road to success!
Composition on the topic of father, the mirror where I grew up, 600 words.
When I was a baby, my naughty was deeply imprinted in my parents' minds. They watched me grow up bit by bit and form my own character bit by bit.
Before I was one year old, I heard my parents say that I love getting sick very much. I always get sick every month, which makes them very worried. I ate everything except rice and medicine every day, and I couldn't cure the disease, so I took me to the hospital.
When my parents were waiting in line at the noisy hospital, I suddenly cried too much, so my father frowned, and my mother hugged me and patted me on the back and shouted, honey, don't cry, honey, don't cry ... Finally, somehow, the crying gradually disappeared.
I was supposed to go to kindergarten at the age of three, and I was not used to leaving my family. I went for the first time and the second time, but I gradually began to hate kindergarten life. There is no freedom at home, so I lie in bed instead of going to kindergarten. His father has a bad temper and my mother is at a loss. He just picked me up, and I started shouting, hitting my hand and kicking my foot, but in the end it was useless.
I was thrown into the car, as if ignored by the whole world, and finally went to school.
No matter how old you are, your parents always treat you as a child, and you can always find past joys and sorrows in them.
Gradually, I grew up, moving time has become a thing of the past, time has gone too hastily, childhood happiness has disappeared without a trace, the oncoming pressure is academic, and I learned how to study.
"Go to any school you go to. We won't spend a penny more. You can only rely on yourself!" This is the encouragement of my parents, so I learned this sentence without hesitation. Overwhelming exams have become a daily routine, parents' teachings have been kept in mind, and that hard experience has passed.
Later, I was admitted to a high school. I'm happy, but I'm also proud. I am only impressed by my sweat.
Parents are like spring breeze and spring rain.
Parents are like spring rain, watering our youth, and also like a mirror, reflecting the right direction and helping me in towards the distant.
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Write an 800-word composition with the mirror as the topic.
From ancient times to the present, there are many mirrors with different textures and shapes in the world, and these mirrors make people fondle them.
Are mirrors just people's favorite things? No, Li Shimin, a wise monarch throughout the ages, said that a "mirror" can help you dress, and you can know the gains and losses.
When Wei Zhi died, Li Shimin cried and said, "I lost a mirror.
"When a person doesn't have a mirror, not only can he not dress up well, but he will be confused all day.
If you lose the "mirror", you lose the guiding light.
Shang Zhouwang killed Beagan, lost the "mirror" and lost the world.
Xiang Yu drove Fan Zeng away, lost his "mirror" and finally committed suicide in Wujiang River.
The Tang Priest in Journey to the West, regardless of black and white, mistook the monster for a beauty and failed to make good use of the Monkey King's "mirror".
All these show the importance of "mirror" in our real life.
My mother is my first "mirror" when I came into this world.
When I was a child in kindergarten, my mother told me the story of Kong Rong letting pears, and asked me to give the bigger ones to younger children.
This let me know that respecting the old and loving the young is the virtue of the Chinese nation and what a man should do.
After school, the teacher is my second "mirror".
The teacher asked us to abide by the school rules and discipline, and asked us to study hard and develop morally, intellectually and physically.
I listen to the teacher's instruction, study hard and unite my classmates. In this way, the teacher praised me, my classmates liked me, and my parents praised me.
Because of my teacher, I walked out of the wilderness of ignorance, and my life was full of sunshine on the road of daily progress.
Society is the third "mirror" in my growth, and it is also the most important "mirror" in my life.
I went to Weiqi from primary school, and the profound Weiqi theory made me wander between black and white, making me more firm and strong.
In Go class, I chased the strong, but I didn't dare to despise the weak.
Because only by challenging the strong and attaching importance to the weak can my chess skills be continuously improved.
This "mirror" is knocking at me all the time, so I dare not take it lightly! The "mirror" of society has taught me the truth that "the feet are shorter and the inches are longer" and the stakes of "saving money is a ghost and making friends is skin care".
The "mirror" of society has brought me to a new height.
"Mirror" is extremely important to life.
Facing the society, we need a "mirror" to discard the false and retain the true, and to discard the false and retain the true; Self-discipline and kindness to others need a "mirror"; The prodigal son needs a "mirror" more when he comes back.
In short, all aspects of society need a real "mirror" to guide and correct mistakes.
She is the second day of my mirror image composition.
There are many excellent people around us. They have many advantages worth learning, such as helping others, sacrificing others, being civilized, being polite, loving learning and being disciplined ... these excellent qualities are worth learning. There are many examples around me. One day, I will go to my friend's house in Xiamen University by bus. Everyone will be there when I get on the bus. It's too crowded for me to walk. After standing for several times, part of the ocean on the bus was missing. I found an empty seat and sat down. Standing for nearly 10 minutes, my feet are already very sour. When I was resting, an old man got on the bus, and I didn't care. Just when I inadvertently looked in the direction of the old man, a touching scene came into my eyes: Gong. I almost fell to the ground. If a young man nearby hadn't rushed down to hold the old man, the skinny old man would have broken his bone. With the help of young people, the old man stood up again. Young people seem to be afraid that the old man will fall down again in the emergency brake, and politely help the old man to his seat. The old man said gratefully, young man! "Unconsciously, the bus has arrived at the terminal: Xiamen University Station, and the old man has already got off. However, recalling the scene just now, I think: that young man is really a good example for me! His good quality of helping others is worth learning! Respecting the old and loving the young is not only a good quality, but also a good quality of civilization! One day, my good friend and I came to a small park in Xiamen University to play. We were walking, and suddenly, a young man threw the finished banana peel aside. He threw it away and strode forward, regardless of others' anger. The cleaners passing by here are even more angry. Holding back his inner anger, he stepped forward and said politely to the young man, "Please don't throw the peel around." Hearing this, he said impatiently, "Go ahead." This statement doesn't matter, it burns the fire in the cleaner's heart: "Don't say that! If everyone is as uncivilized as you, wouldn't the world be a dump? ! "When the cleaner said this, the young man became very embarrassed. When he realized his mistake, he went to the banana peel, bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. The cleaner is right: if everyone is as uncivilized as he is, wouldn't the world become a garbage dump? ! Therefore, helping others, respecting the old and loving the young, and being civilized are all very important qualities!
Growing pains, composition 400 words.
Growing up is like a boat in my life, sailing in the waves.
Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it will encounter surging waves.
However, my growth boat was not smooth sailing, and I also experienced various storms.
For me, everything is bittersweet.
Now, because I have grown up and become an adult, I am no longer a child in the eyes of my parents, but I have become conscious, courageous and knowledgeable.
Sometimes, they will say, "You've grown up!" Lucy said, "You are no longer a child!" " It gives me a headache.
No matter what you do now, you must first understand the "compass" and have principles. You can't do it hastily or carelessly. If something goes wrong, I will bring in a snowstorm at any time.
When I was young, I remember how relaxed my life was, carefree and free, with no worries around me.
But with the passage of time, the waves ahead are bigger and the sea surface is more tortuous. I became a primary school student, and the old me was gone.
I am tall, I have been in school for a long time, I have more homework, I have more subjects to study, my schoolbag on my shoulder is heavier, and the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.
If I were a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, and my parents would be my "guides".
But now that I'm grown up and sensible, I have to adapt to independence. I must be careful and think twice before you act.
Compared with the carefree days when I was a child, this gradually widened the distance.
When I was a child, although I would live comfortably, I was bound by my elders and others everywhere, and I was mixed by my parents when I walked. I fell, and my parents helped me.
But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child.
Just like I am now, I am growing up and have my own opinions on everything.
Sunshine is always after the storm, how can you succeed without experiencing the storm? My growing boat, although unstable and calm, is also full of all kinds of stormy waves, which makes me learn a lot and exercise a lot.
Through my growing process, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but more is happiness.
Different mirrors, different me.
I always want to know what kind of girl I am in the eyes of others. Because I really want others to appreciate me, the less I know how to grasp myself in life and what route I should take, the more people will like me. European-style brothers are very demanding of themselves, and there are also people who love face very much, especially those who have just set foot on their jobs recently. I can't grasp the direction. What kind of mentality should I maintain to live happily? I am diligent and enterprising in the eyes of the teacher.
I still remember three years in junior high school. I grew up with the praise of my teacher.
I will hand in a neat and clean homework on time every morning; I will watch the teacher carefully in class, and then solve a complicated problem when everyone is speechless; I will be among the best in the ranking of previous big exams, so I will sit firmly in the first examination room; I will also finish ahead of schedule and go all out after receiving the task.
Yes, in the teacher's eyes, I am diligent and enterprising, and I am a standard good student.
But the teacher didn't know that the homework was that I complained online that "the teacher is too unsympathetic!" " "After screening the completed projects; Classic cartoon characters often appear in the seemingly focused mind during class; And the complicated work in class is often cut corners by me, leaving only the backbone ... When my smart appearance fades, you will see a heart longing for freedom and rebellion. I will surf the Internet all night, obsess over comics, and often catch up on my homework in the last few nights of the holiday ... but the teacher doesn't know all this.
It's not cheating, and it's not two-faced. Just show what the teacher needs to see, just like the transformation of two modes, to avoid some unnecessary troubles.
Back at school, I was still the diligent and enterprising boy.
I am naughty and willful in the eyes of my parents.
No matter how mature and sophisticated I am outside, it will always be that child when I get home.
Just like when I was a child, I would look at my father with admiration and listen to what he said that he thought I didn't understand; I will willfully let my mother sit by my bed until I fall asleep, although I am no longer afraid of the night; I will often make some small troubles that make my parents laugh and cry, and then pretend to be poor and get their forgiveness ... Yes, I will always be the naughty and willful child in the eyes of my parents.
But what they don't know is that the naive little girl has her own thoughts, her eyes become sharp and her speech becomes mature.
She learned to face everything by herself, and also learned to understand her parents ... She understood that her parents knew that the girl had learned to be independent, so she hid the sense of loss when she was another self. She hopes that she will always be so simple and beautiful at home and always need the arms of her parents.
I am warm and cheerful in the eyes of my friends.
As a friend, I feel I am qualified.
I'm used to listening to everyone carefully and then smiling at the right time.
If I encounter interesting topics, I will also make a long speech and laugh with my friends.
Frankly speaking, I am honest with everyone, and I hope to get the same honest response.
But being honest doesn't mean being kind to each other.
There is a quiet field in my heart, where all my thoughts that I have never shared with others are hidden, and my true self is hidden.
Friends only complement each other, not recombine, so they will never know all this.
Teachers, parents, friends, I see different selves through different people's eyes, and I also see myself in their eyes that they have never seen before.
I think what they see, everyone is the real me, but everyone is not the whole me.
In fact, I haven't changed anything, just appeared in a different mode.
I have grown up.
I grew up in a hurry, like a meteor across the sky.
Suddenly, I changed from a little boy who was learning a language to a big boy who was about to enter middle school.
Before I tasted it carefully, my childhood left me ... I was really happy when I was a child: playing hide-and-seek with my friends in the yard for one, two, three; Running around the yard with them, I fell black and blue and couldn't get up on the ground; Fight a mud battle in the mud beach; Climbing trees in the street; Wandering by the pond ... the simple words that once made people laugh and cry are no longer spit out, the once irritating disasters are no longer broken, the once fun-filled games can no longer be played, and the once precious freedom is no longer possessed.
Yes, I have grown up, and I don't even know myself. Once pure eyes are gone, soft hands are gone, and sweet voice is gone.
I have grown up.
It is no longer naive primary school students who pick up and drop off all day, but middle school students who have worries and care about themselves.
I remember one time, when I came home from school, I saw my house in a mess, and suddenly a brand-new idea came to my mind-why not help my mother clean the house! Ok, let's do it, so I picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean the house.
After cleaning for about two hours, I was so tired that my back ached. I think my mother is too hard, too hard.
At that moment, when I grew up, I could proudly say to myself, "I grew up!" " "
I grew up writing.
I grow into a cup of tea, and we need to taste it slowly and carefully before we can taste its sweetness and drink its bitterness ... —— Inscription In the afternoon, holding a cup of elegant green tea, I saw a recent scene.
She is the object of my frequent quarrels.
Unfortunately, this semester's seat happened to be arranged to sit with her. It's true that friends don't meet.
She forgot to bring her English book when she was reading this morning.
She looked at me with pitiful eyes when I was reading a book.
I looked at her. She didn't speak, but I knew it.
"Do you want to borrow her to watch it together?" I thought to myself, "She didn't ask me to borrow it. Why should we watch it together?"
"The contradiction on weekdays prompted me to oppose this practice.
However, I think, where is the truth in the book and the teacher's teaching? Is "helping each other" just a casual slogan? There are contradictions, mutual assistance is true, and friendship still exists.
After some psychological struggle, I finally moved the book and motioned to read it with her.
She touched the book and looked up at me. We passed a warm smile.
Yes, I grew up and learned to smile.
In the evening, put a cup of black tea on the table, which is full of flavor. It tastes astringent and sad.
During the holiday, I admired a net friend. From his words, I fell in love with this feeling.
However, the homework is heavy, and I can't indulge in this feeling.
Therefore, I restrained myself from surfing the Internet. Although sometimes I can't help but turn on the computer secretly, every time I think of what he said to me: "Have a good class and have a good exam!" " "I always come back to reality, pick up the book and read it carefully.
Every time I close the door to sleep, I can't restrain my feelings and often cry ... Yes, I grew up and learned to miss and cry.
If innocence is flawless beauty, it will be even more beautiful when you grow up.
I learned to enjoy, ups and downs, which is also a problem when I grow up.
-I bid farewell to the primary school full of childlike interest and entered the middle school full of hope.
Although the courses have been added a lot and the workload of homework has increased a little, I still often reflect: "Have I really grown up?" I grew up, bid farewell to naivety and move towards maturity.
My perspective on the problem has changed and become more objective and comprehensive; I often reflect, often try, and try to rely on my own strength to explore the principle of a thing.
I grew up, bid farewell to dependence and move towards independence.
I won't let my parents fold the quilt, clean the house and pack my schoolbag for me again.
When others want to help me, I often say confidently, "I can do it!" " "When my parents are away, I will take care of my life alone. When my parents are busy, I will help with housework and chat with my parents to relieve boredom.
I will use my ability to create a beautiful day! I grew up, bid farewell to pride and learn to be modest.
I remember when I was in primary school, I did well in an exam unexpectedly. I am very complacent and proud, but in another unit exam, I stumbled and lost my foothold.
My mother often says I am proud, but I can't change it.
But I got 1 1 in the mid-term exam this semester. I am no longer proud, but humbly accept other people's opinions and study harder. Finally, I won the first place in the final exam.
I tasted the sweetness of humility.
When I grow up, I bid farewell to laziness and move towards diligence.
I used to sleep late in primary school, but when I entered junior high school, I was "bitter" and arrived at school at 7:25 in the morning.
At first, I complained every day: I was still writing my homework so late, I had to get up early in the morning, and what was more painful was that I had to go to class on Saturday and go to the Olympics on Sunday.
But then I found that getting up early every day is not a bad thing, it exercises our will.
I began to stop complaining.
I have to say, I am diligent.
..... Perhaps this is called growth, and the journey of growth is one after another ... "Have I really grown up?" Oh! Yes, I have grown up ... I grew up in a hurry, like a meteor across the sky.
Suddenly, I changed from a little boy who was learning a language to a big boy who was about to enter middle school.
Before I tasted it carefully, my childhood left me ... I was really happy when I was a child: playing hide-and-seek with my friends in the yard for one, two, three; Running around the yard with them, I fell black and blue and couldn't get up on the ground; Fight a mud battle in the mud beach; Climbing trees in the street; Wandering by the pond ... the simple words that once made people laugh and cry are no longer spit out, the once irritating disasters are no longer broken, the once fun-filled games can no longer be played, and the once precious freedom is no longer possessed.
Yes, I have grown up, and I don't even know myself. Once pure eyes are gone, soft hands are gone, and sweet voice is gone.
I have grown up.
It is no longer naive primary school students who pick up and drop off all day, but middle school students who have worries and care about themselves.
I remember one time, when I came home from school, I saw my house in a mess, and suddenly a brand-new idea came to my mind-why not help my mother clean the house! Ok, let's do it, so I picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean the house.
After cleaning for about two hours, I was so tired that my back ached. I think my mother is too hard, too hard.
At that moment, when I grew up, I could proudly say to myself, "I grew up!" " "You choose one!
Ask to write a 600-word composition entitled "Life is a mirror"
Life is a mirror. Life is like a mirror. It will always look at you.
Indeed, when you were suddenly denied by everyone, another person robbed you of your "cheese".
At this moment, if you remember how you usually treat your work and everyone, you will find that you have really done a lot of things wrong. If you compare yourself with others, you will feel that you would do the same in their position.
That's good. When you feel guilty and treat your work and everyone well, everyone will know you again because of your amazing change. If you are lucky, you can gain prestige in everyone's heart.
At this point, you have got the smiling face of life, why didn't you get its recognition some time ago? Because you didn't laugh.
Laugh? How to laugh? Do you pull those two tired muscles on your face hard and laugh mechanically? number
What is that? It's your attitude towards it. When you are kind to life and everyone around you-if you are in front of the mirror, you will definitely get a sincere smile in the mirror.
And life, life is like a mirror: if you smile at it, it will smile at you; When you smile sweetly at it, it will certainly smile happily at you. In this way, you will be happy, your life will be happy, and even your friends, family, colleagues and classmates will laugh happily with you.
Is this not good? As long as you try to control yourself when you are angry, sweep away your grievances instantly with your generosity and respond with an understanding and tolerant smile, the enemies who glared at you will forget the past right and wrong together because of your frank mind. Perhaps, when you sit down and have a good talk, you will realize that you really did something wrong and sincerely apologize to each other. In this way, you will definitely forget about it.
At this time, you must all laugh.
Just laugh. You must be happy at this time. Since your enemies are at daggers drawn, how difficult it will be to get together! Invisible, you quietly got a gift from the mirror of life-tolerance.
Composition "I grew up"
As time went on, I grew up and became more sensible than before.
I remember when I was a child, whenever I did something wrong, my grandparents always protected me and said I was too young to understand. Forget it.
It has always been like this. In their eyes, I will always be a child, always "small, small".
In fact, I am a fifth-grade student and an adult, so I decided to do an "adult" thing to prove that I have grown up.
Finally, one Saturday, my family was not at home and my mother worked overtime. I was alone at home and decided to "show my talents" and surprise my parents.
I like cooking very much. When my mother cooks, I always watch love stand. I remember all the basic cooking steps and I can fry eggs! I believe I can cook this meal well.
Do it! I went to the kitchen, picked up the dishes in the pool, learned from my mother's appearance, first picked the leaves of the dishes and washed them twice in the pool.
Then cut off the bottom of the dish with a kitchen knife, then cut it into pieces, then carefully turn on the gas stove, light the fire, put a little oil, and then pour the dish in. Then I fired them just like my mother did. I almost turned them out a few times. After a while, I put some salt, tasted it and added some chicken essence. About three or four minutes passed, a pot. Although it's a little yellow, I'm still satisfied! What else can you burn? I looked in the refrigerator for, um, stewed eggs, which I like best.
Oh, I forgot to cook. I quickly scooped up two bowls of rice, poured it into the rice cooker, washed the rice several times first, then poured water a little higher than the rice, put the pot liner into the rice cooker, put an egg in the bowl, put some seasoning, put half a bowl of water, beat the egg evenly, then put it on the steamer and put it into the rice cooker, and press the cooking button. All right! I waited while watching TV.
Half an hour later, "Ding Dong!" Hehe, mom is back! When she saw my cooking, she was ecstatic, hugged me and said happily, "My son has finally grown up! Know how to take care of yourself.
"Although the food is light and the eggs are salty, my mother has been praising me. Hearing mom's praise, my heart is really sweeter than eating honey! Look! I finally proved that I "grew up"
The composition of "My Self in My Eyes" is 500 words
I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in my eyes, just like looking at another person ... It was a very ordinary little thing, which caused my reflection.
One morning, grandma bought some furniture at home and moved to her home on the fourth floor.
Dad took me to help, and said to me on the way, "You are no longer young. Go there and do more work.
""no problem! " I am happy to answer.
When I arrived at grandma's house downstairs, I saw grandpa staring at the furniture alone and worried. "Here we come!" "I ran over.
"Oh, you are quick to go upstairs to play.
"Grandpa said with a smile.
I'm Zheng, and I'm here to work! Alas, I am still a child in grandpa's eyes! Grandpa bent down to move a long cabinet, and when he tried hard, he covered his waist with a painful expression.
I was distressed for a while and rushed over. "Grandpa, I'll do it!" "I rolled up my sleeves.
"What are you busy with? ! "Grandpa said that he wanted to try again.
"Dad, just let him come, it's the second day ..." Dad finally spoke.
Master looked at my firm expression, touched his waist again, and finally nodded.
I finally felt relieved and went over to look at the cupboard. "Can I lift it?" I seldom lift such a big thing, usually my father makes it and I watch it.
In my eyes, I have nothing to do with those manual jobs.
"Lift it up.
"Dad looked up and said to me.
I lifted it carefully. It's not as heavy as I thought.
I carried it on my back and walked backwards up the stairs step by step. Grandpa was a little uneasy and followed me closely.
After a while, we carried it into the house. Grandpa was relieved, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, really grown up!" " "I finally smiled when I saw that everyone recognized me. At the same time, I said to myself, "I really grew up ..." At night, I was lost in thought. In my impression, my grandfather was very strong. When I was a child, my grandfather took me to climb mountains to exercise. He ran ahead with two pots of water on his back, and I panted after him.
When I couldn't run, he ran behind my back ... Today, he flashed his waist for lifting that cabinet. What surprises me even more is that I can lift such a big cabinet.
Time flies, the sun flies, my grandfather is old, and I have grown up.
When I opened the photo album, I saw myself a few years ago, and then I looked in the mirror. Indeed, I have grown up, really grown up.
I should stop treating myself as a child and take the initiative to make more contributions to my family, but I may realize it a little late.
I suddenly found that many things in this world have changed in my eyes, and I should change myself in my eyes. ...
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